章節 34: Self-Destruction
編輯: Henyee Translations
To maintain his decent image, deputy town mayor, Ye Zhifan didn't want to talk much. But as he took the paper and looked at Ye Jian's handwriting, he felt that he had suffered extreme humiliation today!
This is the handwriting that you said was as ugly as hell?!
Are you fu*king blind?
How Ye Zhifan hoped that he could throw this sheet of paper onto Sun Dongqing's face. With a stern face, he stood up and said to Principal Chen, "I have business to deal with. We won't take up your precious time any longer."
"You have disgraced me as well as our daughter!" he said violently while stuffing the paper into his wife's hand. And then he left without looking back.
"Yes, yes, yes. I am a disgrace. Alas, what is this…" Sun Dongqing was dumbfounded and speechless as she unfolded the paper.
Ye Ying had regained much of her composure now that her mom had blamed everything on herself. Seeing that her mom was overwhelmed, she became worried, "Mom, don't blame yourself, sister will…"
Ye Ying widened her eyes as she looked at the paper. How was it possible?! How was it possible that these characters were written by Ye Jian?!
The paper, with a string of beautifully written characters, fell from her hand.
The characters looked like the person who had written them. Just like Ye Jian, the square characters seemed slender and beautiful, but they also contained sharp edges and the desire for freedom.
Ye Jian reached out her hand to catch the paper that was about to drop on the ground. With a sweet smile, she said to Ye Ying, who seemed like she had been struck by lightning, "Do I need you to write my love letter? Ye Ying, you are destroying yourself. Stay here and explain it to the principal."
At that moment, Ye Ying would rather pass out than be ridiculed by someone that she despised.
Ye Jian went back to her classroom for the evening study session. Every student gazed at her. Ye Jian kept smiling as she looked at these faces that were both strange and familiar to her.
Everything will be fine. She had nothing to worry about, for she had overcome the most challenging obstacle.
Her desk mate was none other than Zhang Bin.
"Thank you, Zhang Bin." Thanks for standing up for me, thought Ye Jian.
In her past life, she didn't express her gratitude to him. In this life, she must tell him that in person.
Ye Jian raised her head with apparent joy in her black eyes. She said slowly with solemnity, "Thank you very much!"
Zhang Bin giggled. Ye Jian's innocent and glamorous face that looked like a blooming rose reflected into his eyes. He said merrily, "You have changed quite a bit. You are way better looking than before."
A sincere and pure compliment. "Thanks." Ye Jian smiled. Her eyes were dazzling like the flowing spring water under the sun.
Thanks to his help, Ye Ying could no longer maintain her flawless and innocent image. Her reputation would always be stained because of writing a love letter to her teacher as a student.
"Don't mention it. I just hate to see her bullying you all the time. Hush. Teacher's here…" the boy sat upright and dared not whisper anymore.
Ye Jian lowered her head and opened her English textbook. Soon, she was immersed in studying.
It was getting late into the night. The lights in the school had been turned off and the campus was silent. Occasionally, some stray cats prowled through the school and uttered some creepy sounds.
Principal Chen was still in his office. He didn't go to sleep after holding a meeting to handle and report the issue involving Mrs. Ke and her students. From time to time, he looked at the landline phone that had not rung, and then looked at his watch.
While waiting for a phone call, he couldn't help but think of the episode in the late afternoon today.
章節 35: The Identity of Principal Chen
編輯: Henyee Translations
Principal Chen abided by the army's arrangement and stayed at this town's middle school. It was the first time he was awed by a student after becoming the principal.
Not only was he overwhelmed by Ye Jian from Class Two Grade Eight, but he was also positive that this girl was a rising star. Rather than conceal her capabilities, she adopted a method that had impressed everyone in the school.
She was such an extraordinary student. But she had to hide her talents because she had been living in her relatives' family. To survive, she had to be cautious. However, she had not found a home where she could live and study in peace. Principal Chen felt sorry for her.
Being cornered, she didn't suffer in silence or conceal her capabilities any longer. Instead, she had made every student and teacher in the school remember her.
Principal Chen had to admit that he was quite thankful for Ye Zhifan and his family. If they had not provoked Ye Jian so outrageously, her talents would probably have remained unnoticed.
The abrupt ringing of the landline phone interrupted Principal Chen's thoughts. As he picked up the phone, he sounded less like a soft-spoken scholar but gave off a stiff and cold vibe like steel. "This is Chen Dongfeng."
"Arriving in five minutes," a stiff and cold voice was heard from the other end of the phone.
"Okay!" Principal Chen hung up the phone and picked up his black jacket on the back of his chair. He turned off the lights in his office and walked away, his imposing height of at least 180 centimeters disappearing into the darkness.
He was heading to the back of the office building, where the cold storage of the school was located. It was funded and built by the military.
It was well known that the school built this cold storage to keep meat, vegetables, and fruits fresh, thus guaranteeing the quality of meals provided to its students. But no one was aware that beneath the cold storage was a petroleum transfer station.
The logistics must function properly. The army would never put all their eggs into one basket.
Chen Dongfeng had been guarding the cold storage since he became the principal of the school.
Few people knew that the hair-graying, scholarly-looking principal was a world-class sniper before he retired from the army.
Although the soldiers who were about to arrive may not know about Principal Chen's identity, the deputy company commander was aware of that.
Not only did this town have a world-class sniper, but it also had a 70-year-old Class A Master Sergeant, to whom the chief of the army would salute.
The deputy company commander jumped down from the passenger seat and trotted towards Principal Chen who had been waiting for them. He stood upright and saluted to him. With respect, he said, "Sorry to bother you. The amount of petroleum is getting low recently. And it would take a longer time to get more supply from our other oil reserves."
"Resources are in sparsity during wars." Principal Chen briefly referred to the three wars—the Rwandan Civil War in 1994, the Yugoslav Wars in 1995 and the Bosnian War—that influenced the supply of petroleum internationally.
In the past few years, China had been sending more troops to station at the frontiers to prevent enemies from challenging its territories.
Fujun Town was located along the sole road where the military must pass through to transfer the weapons from the South to the North and vice versa. Therefore, the small town must shoulder the responsibility as an oil reserve by supplying and replenishing oil.
The oil was stored down in the pitch black basement.
To avoid dangers from short circuits, the warehouse was not equipped with electric lamps.
The soldiers, who jumped into the storage to transport the oil, used the lights on their helmets to illuminate the place. Swiftly, they loaded the oil tanks one by one onto the trucks.
About 20 minutes later, the trucks' engines started again, and they left the school slowly.
The noises of the trucks' engines faded further away. Ye Jian didn't close her eyes until the sounds had completely disappeared.
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